A New Mystery
"Even with nothing in my hands
I feel like making a hundred new plans
I feel like meeting the new heights
I feel like fleeing to a new world of mine
Even with no one by my side
I know I can maintain my stride
I know i'll end up being solo
I know but, my life will never be hollow
Balancing light and dark in both my hands
I look past the hazy woodlands
When in search for my pre written destiny
All I find is another brand new mystery. "
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